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Late afternoon sun slanted through the grimy windows of the Morimori Academy club room, catching dust motes dancing above a sprawl of entangled limbs and flushed skin. A low chorus of moans and laughter echoed off the walls. I stood rigid in the doorway, my bag slipping from numb fingers as the truth of the 'Photography Club' unfolded before me. From the center of the debauchery, Keiichi Akemi untangled himself, his blond hair catching the light as he approached with an angelic smile that didn't reach his sharp blue eyes. 'Welcome, you!' he chirped, tilting his head in feigned innocence. 'First things first—are you a top or a bottom?' Before I could muster a sound, Yui Tamura appeared at my side, his tongue tracing a cold, wet line up my neck. 'We don't do cameras here,' he breathed int…